Ning Tian regretted the question the moment she asked it. She looked at Lu Yi in embarrassment and apologized for being so abrupt.
"I... I was so desperate I would have tried any remedy. Just pretend I was talking nonsense."
After all, Lu Yi's strength did not lie in his Martial Soul, but in the secret arts passed down through generations of his family.
Ning Tian deeply admired his family's predecessors. Despite the shackles on their Martial Souls, they had created so many spells whose effects and power rivaled Soul Skills.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, meanwhile, had possessed the same seven fixed Soul Skills for ten thousand years. When it came to creativity, she felt she could not compare.
Yet a family like his had remained obscure all this time. It was a lamentable thing.
Perhaps the appearance of someone as extraordinarily gifted as Lu Yi was the chance that would save his family's legacy.
Seeing her embarrassment, Lu Yi gave her a kind smile. "It's fine. We're only chatting. There's nothing to apologize for."
Of course he knew how to break the seven-ring limit on Ning Tian's Martial Soul and evolve it into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
All it took was an Immortal Herb that grew at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
He even remembered its name—Aromatic Silk Beauty.
With another Immortal Herb, he might not have been able to identify it.
But Aromatic Silk Beauty was different. Though he had never seen it, its name suggested that it probably looked much like an ordinary tulip.
What puzzled him was that, from what Ning Tian had said, she did not even seem to know the herb's name.
So Lu Yi probed her, making it sound like